Tryptophantastic!

Well another Thanksgiving has rolled by and I am, as a good patriotic American, stuffed full of turkey (not to mention mashed potatoes, bacon apple sage dressing, brussel sprouts, and more gingerbread cookies than ought be legal.) John Luzar (now 100% Zorro-free!) came over to join me and Heidi and Daisy for a magnificent meal, prepared by Chef Mama, Sous Chef Daisy and garbage boy Baba. We cracked open the wine and fancy beer (Three Floyds Dark Lord for Mama, Baba & John, IBC Root Beer for Daisy), relaxed, ate, and enjoyed the improvisational oratory of Marguerite Booth Coleman.

I have spent a great deal of time worrying these past weeks. I've been anxious at work about layoffs, cut hours, and the slipping toke rate. I'm finding it harder and harder to even open the LSAT prep book, much less take a serious look at available schools and programs. But these are fundamentally solvable issues that are being compounded by anxiety. Tonight, in fact all day today, was a wonderful and much-needed break from stress and a chance to start putting things in perspective.

I haven't shared this with too many people, but my mom had a malignant tumor removed from her breast last month and had her first round of chemotherapy yesterday. So far, everything is going along smoothly - the operation was very successful and the chemo has yet to prove anything but time-consuming. I know it will get much worse for her, but I'm celebrating the good days as they happen to try and keep everyone's spirits high.

Anyway, I'm immensely thankful for my family, and that's Mom and Dad and Heidi and Daisy and John and Bee and my many, many friends. I'm a very lucky man to be loved so and to have to many people to love back.

Also, I am thankful that my mustache is so awesome.